Inspired By Sunchokes

Lately I've been studying and observing quite a lot about sunchokes. And I'm almost convinced that, were I interested in dating, I'd be a sunchoke.

I grow without permission.
I defy corporate influence.
Extreme conditions don't faze me.
I'm a turn-off to the typical.
When others wither away or evaporate, I'll still be there.
However if you put me on a shelf, I won't be around long.
My true value is secreted beneath the surface.
Even on my bad days, I will always have more value than a potato.

I love the perspective. And I definitely resonate with what you wrote. And the chokes out in my garden now, can vouch for me. :)

God bless you friend.

I would like to add that sunchokes bloom late when spring beauty has faded

You changed my perspective on sunchokes entirely. Now I can even relate to them- what you said resonates, for sure.

I still don’t know if I’d want to eat them, though. They don’t get along well with my tummy.

Bri Cierp wrote:I still don’t know if I’d want to eat them, though. They don’t get along well with my tummy.

Maybe an additional item for the list above: "They are an acquired taste."

interesting ..now I have this urge to go dig some up , today . I like the analogy .

Alas, somehow, I seem to be the only person I know who can kill sunchokes...

I am always being told that they thrive on neglect. Maybe the deer aren't neglecting them enough?

Mine rarely bloom - maybe that's a sign of their unhappiness with my ecological niche?